Shegrinned more, that explained a lot, her closet and drawers were oftennot as she had left them, she suspected but was not sure. Now she wassure, he ...as quite clever making this site and the story, but she alsothought there was more truth to the cure than he realized. He may findthat the heels and pantyhose really did help his hip. Well he was aboutto find out, because she was going to go along with it. She snapped thelid shut on the computer and went upstairs to see how things were going.Just. That house we were living in needed a fair bit of work doing to it. The interior stuff had been done, apart from a spot of painting, but the garden was still in a state. My parents wanted a patio so they could have drinks and dinner outside, and they employed a couple of guys to clear the ground and lay some York stone flags. One morning, when I woke up (feeling horny and gently toying with my pussy) I could hear the guys outside talking. My bedroom was directly over the place they were. They are such a visiblesign of being a woman. I enjoy putting on the bra, they way the movewhen I walk, the weight of them, having to work around them and howthey become a part of me.I use my women's anti-perspirant and relish the thought ofeverything I use only being for us women. I get to rid myself ofanything related to the male gender and surround myself in thefeminine. Scents are a big part of that.Since I am going to have three days dressed and today was a work dayI had decided to wear a. I knew I should have just left it and said nothing about it, then explained away the photo I’d shown you by just saying that the dog only got a quick lick at you while you were out of it. That I’d only taken one photo, for a laugh then chased the dog back out again.”“Hell Mick, you’d never have kept last night to yourself, your cock came up just telling me about it.”I tried to console Jenny, wondering what the hell I’d started, half wishing I hadn’t lied to her. On the other hand I was.